What pale forgotten light breaks there

Upon the fair horizon where

I cast my eyes despite the glare

Of the approaching dawn.

How could I remember not

This slow unfolding beauty, hot

With hope for all the things I thought

Were lost to me and gone.

I must reach back into the past

Where once I felt this love so fast

I could not help myself but cast

It’s soft delight around.

For too long days and longer nights

Have kept that love from burning bright

And blackened up my heart with blight

So it made not a sound.

Yet now I open up my eyes

And see the pale light in the skies

Thick with a dream that dares defy

The darkness of that brew.

So, let the light come, let it bring

Every golden, tender thing

And let my soul begin to sing

With beauty, fresh and new.